Wow, this was such a beautiful read. Thank you for this reflection :) I totally resonate with how writing chooses you. I was also a kid that struggled to express her feelings but when I wrote, I could finally get them out. I stopped for years and after my father died, it was like picking up an old friend. It’s been 6 years and wow, the healing that has come with this practice was more than I could have imagined. And now I’m also feeling brave enough to share. It’s such a beautiful journey, to be a writer and express in this way.
Your words truly touched me.🤍 Thank you for sharing a piece of your story, it means so much. I’m so sorry about your father, and I like the way you found your way back to writing through that pain… glad this resonated with u 🕊️🤍🫂
I enjoyed this post so much. I feel so seen. Writing has been there for me when I didn't even have the capacity to voice my pain. But on the page, that's where I come alive.
Reading this made me emotional. I’m so glad it resonated with you. I’m also grateful to have finally found this space where we can all feel seen and express ourselves without judgment. 🫶🏻✨
It wasn’t until recently that I realized how much writing has been a part of me. So much so that it wasn’t until some family members were like, “You were always writing and reading something growing up. Of course you’re a writer.” It had been so ingrained in me that I didn’t even recognize it in myself. Thank you for sharing!
Yes exactly! I didn’t notice this too.. until some of my friends casually said, you’ve been through so much, you have too much to talk about maybe you should just write a book, rather than spending most of your time writing to yourself
Loved reading this. I had, or have, a wild imagination, writing became a best friend and companion. It’s been the best way to sort through feelings & emotions. Seeing how you filled your journals is inspiring.
Thank you so much🤍 Substack really does feel like a home for people with wild imaginations, deep feelings, and the kind of mind that sees through things most people overlook. It’s a gift to connect with others who get it 🫶🏻
Beautifully said. You spark me! So. Thank. You. - I am so nervous when I’m about to hit publish. Go! You make me want to push it faster. So there’s that. 💛
Oh this is beautiful … my constant, my solace, my BFF, my space for safe, creative living and dreaming too. My everything really and I have a whole bookshelf filled with meanderings on the page.
Love this post … your sweet heart and utter truth. What we move through shapes how we move through time. You’re a treasure to those who wander here. Thank you for sharing … you. ✨💜
Thanks for sharing your writing journey. For me, writing was a way to escape from my life when I was a kid. I escaped into my own imagination and made my own comics and narratives where I felt happy and safe. Those narratives developed into short stories when I grew older, and eventually turned into my two memoirs and four fiction novels in my Cedar's Port series. www.elizabethwoodsauthor.com
Wow, this was such a beautiful read. Thank you for this reflection :) I totally resonate with how writing chooses you. I was also a kid that struggled to express her feelings but when I wrote, I could finally get them out. I stopped for years and after my father died, it was like picking up an old friend. It’s been 6 years and wow, the healing that has come with this practice was more than I could have imagined. And now I’m also feeling brave enough to share. It’s such a beautiful journey, to be a writer and express in this way.
Your words truly touched me.🤍 Thank you for sharing a piece of your story, it means so much. I’m so sorry about your father, and I like the way you found your way back to writing through that pain… glad this resonated with u 🕊️🤍🫂
I truly enjoyed reading this! I definitely think writing chose me.
That means so much to me, thank you🤍
I enjoyed this post so much. I feel so seen. Writing has been there for me when I didn't even have the capacity to voice my pain. But on the page, that's where I come alive.
Reading this made me emotional. I’m so glad it resonated with you. I’m also grateful to have finally found this space where we can all feel seen and express ourselves without judgment. 🫶🏻✨
It wasn’t until recently that I realized how much writing has been a part of me. So much so that it wasn’t until some family members were like, “You were always writing and reading something growing up. Of course you’re a writer.” It had been so ingrained in me that I didn’t even recognize it in myself. Thank you for sharing!
Yes exactly! I didn’t notice this too.. until some of my friends casually said, you’ve been through so much, you have too much to talk about maybe you should just write a book, rather than spending most of your time writing to yourself
Without writing, I wouldn’t still be here. It really is that simple. This resonated deeply, and is beautifully written.
Thank you so much 🫶🏻, Writing kept me going too, and I’m so grateful for that. Thank you for reading ✨
Loved reading this. I had, or have, a wild imagination, writing became a best friend and companion. It’s been the best way to sort through feelings & emotions. Seeing how you filled your journals is inspiring.
Thank you so much🤍 Substack really does feel like a home for people with wild imaginations, deep feelings, and the kind of mind that sees through things most people overlook. It’s a gift to connect with others who get it 🫶🏻
Wow that's a lot of journals! Happy to see you putting it all out here and setting yourself free ❤️
Thank you so much ❤️
So lovely that writings been and remains your constant
Yes ❤️❤️ thank you for reading ❤️
Beautifully said. You spark me! So. Thank. You. - I am so nervous when I’m about to hit publish. Go! You make me want to push it faster. So there’s that. 💛
I love seeing your name pop up in my notifications 🤍 I feel like we kinda share thoughts and feelings sometimes 🦋
Oh this is beautiful … my constant, my solace, my BFF, my space for safe, creative living and dreaming too. My everything really and I have a whole bookshelf filled with meanderings on the page.
Love this post … your sweet heart and utter truth. What we move through shapes how we move through time. You’re a treasure to those who wander here. Thank you for sharing … you. ✨💜
Thank you so much 🥹 i’m glad you liked and felt it 🤍
Thanks for sharing your writing journey. For me, writing was a way to escape from my life when I was a kid. I escaped into my own imagination and made my own comics and narratives where I felt happy and safe. Those narratives developed into short stories when I grew older, and eventually turned into my two memoirs and four fiction novels in my Cedar's Port series. www.elizabethwoodsauthor.com
Thank you for reading, gonna check this out ✨